Henry_Raggins

-WARNING - ADULT AND MATURED SCENES WERE DEPICTED IN THIS BOOK

In the game of love, these two players don't intend to win. 

*Dual POV:*

*Richard Wellington's Story*

Born with a weak heart, billionaire Richard Wellington has always shielded himself from love, fearing the risk of heartbreak. But when his parents insist he chooses a wife from a selection of 15 high-society candidates, Richard must confront his deepest fears.

*Sofia Blake (Reed)'s Story*

Fashion enthusiast Sofia Blake has been burned by love and believes it's a fool's game. Desperate to escape her cruel stepmother and evil stepsisters, Sofia accepts a job as Richard's personal assistant and judge for his wife search. But as she navigates the treacherous waters of high society, Sofia finds herself drawn to the one man she's supposed to resist.

As Richard and Sofia work together, their initial disdain for each other slowly gives way to a forbidden attraction. But with their past heartaches and fears threatening to tear them apart, can they find a way to heal and open their hearts to each other?

Will the Wellington Empire's legacy be secured, or will Richard and Sofia's love be the downfall of everything they hold dear?"

What happens when these two individuals who hate each other and are unreceptive to love, starts growing feelings for each other?

A Wife for the Billionaire

"Good evening Sir, should I set the table?" Folake asked, as I dashed into my apartment.

"Good evening, Folake and no, I will be eating out. Just get me a bottle of 1961 Petrus" I dismissed heading for the stairs.

The wine I had requested for was one of Mrs Helen's favorites, but with the minutes remaining, it was stark clear… I was going to be late.

"You know what," I said, halting Folake who was about to enter the passcode for the lock where I staked my vintage wines.

"I think I'm going to be needing something more exquisite, something worthy of an apology because I fear I'm going to be late"

"So what should I do, Sir?" she inquired.

"Don't bother, I must retrieve something from the wine cellar, just have a fancy bag and some ribbons ready" I finished, disappearing to the hall where my room was.

RICHARD